I am aware of the damp souls of housemaids Sprouting despondently at area gates.

War is not a life: it is a situation, one which may neither be ignored nor accepted.

The tiger springs in the new year. Us he devours.

No scheme for a change of society can be made to appear immediately palatable, except by falsehood, until society has become so desperate that it will accept any change.

Poetry may make us from time to time a little more aware of the deeper, unnamed feelings which form the substratum of our being, to which we rarely penetrate; for our lives are mostly a constant evasion of ourselves.

Gin and drugs, dear lady, gin and drugs.

Let us go then, you and I, When the evening is spread out against the sky